Yes, it’s official, the woman is not taking me to Rome. My arguments on how travel enlightens a cat fell on deaf ears and on a closed mind. Closed tight as a can of sardines.
I had grand visions of visiting the Cat Shelter in Torre Argentina but that’s not to be.
The photo above is one of the cats around the Shelter and I tried to pose for a similar photo but the effect wasn’t quite the same. At least the woman didn’t think so. She says that the garage being built next door is nothing like the statue of Pompey in the Torre Argentina. She has no imagination.
I thought it was very similar myself.
Do you see that Italian moda? The sleek and graceful line of the essential cat against the rough hewn brick?
Mahogany on Burnt Sienna. Very Roman.